It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I almost can’t believe how long it’s been since I last sat down, fingers dancing across the keyboard, pouring my thoughts into this little space on the internet. If you’ve been wondering where I disappeared to, trust me, I’ve been asking myself the same question.

Life has this funny way of nudging you off course. One moment, you’re confidently striding down your path, and the next, you’re wandering through a forest of “what ifs” and “what nows.” I took an unplanned hiatus—one that was both necessary and surprisingly eye-opening. And now, I’m back, not just to write, but to share a journey that has been anything but straightforward.


Let’s be real, disappearing sometimes feels like the best option, doesn’t it? Life gets messy. You get tired of always being “on.” And so, without really intending to, I stepped away. It wasn’t just about not writing; it was about losing the motivation to even jot down a single thought.

But you know what? In that stillness, I started rediscovering what makes my heart beat a little faster. I dove deep into conversations with old friends, rekindled connections, and spent more time observing the little things that often go unnoticed in the hustle and bustle. Have you ever noticed how beautiful silence can be? It was in the quiet moments that I realized how much I missed this space, missed you.


During my time away, I did a lot of reflecting, especially on relationships—the ones we cherish, the ones we outgrow, and the ones that never really leave us. It’s crazy how life’s most significant lessons are often wrapped up in our interactions with others. Sometimes, it’s in the moments of heartbreak or that unexpected kindness from a stranger that we find our most authentic selves.

I’ve learned that love is never straightforward; it’s a series of chapters—some happy, some confusing, and others just downright heartbreaking. But what I’ve come to appreciate is that love is less about perfection and more about patience, forgiveness, and embracing the chaos.

And let’s not forget romance. Oh, sweet romance. The butterflies, the late-night conversations, and those “did they really just say that?” moments that leave you giggling like a teenager. Romance isn’t dead, my friends. It’s just hiding in the little moments—like someone remembering your favorite coffee order or sending you a random text just to say, “Hey, you were on my mind.”


So, what’s next for this space? I want to make a promise (to you and to myself) that from here on, this blog will be a space where we can explore the beauty of being human, together. We’ll talk about love—the messy, complicated kind. We’ll dive into heartbreak, self-discovery, and all those moments that make life both chaotic and magical.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that we all have stories that deserve to be told. And I’m ready to start sharing mine again, with all the rawness and honesty it deserves.

But enough about me. Tell me, what have you been up to? I’ve missed hearing your thoughts and your stories. Let’s pick up where we left off, shall we?

Welcome back, old friends, and hello to those of you who are just joining this journey. Buckle up. It’s going to be a ride.


Don’t forget to leave a comment below. What’s been the biggest lesson you’ve learned during your own breaks? Let’s get talking!

Sarcasm is everywhere! Sarcasm is an ironic or satirical remark tempered by humor. Mainly, people use it to say the opposite of what’s true to make someone look or feel foolish. Sarcasm is all about the context and tone of voice, which is why it works better verbally. It’s something you’ll know when you hear it. It is the secret language that everyone uses when they want to say something mean to your face. A lot of people use sarcasm when they want to insult people and don’t want to come out straight. It’s left for the victim to understand it, take it seriously, or just laugh it over. It saves people the stress of going all out on someone. Just a few ironic words and your good to go. Unfortunately the mean type of sarcasm overshadows the nice sarcasm. People can use it nicely either to compliment someone or tell the person how much they admire them or even as pick-up lines to hit on a girl or a boy.

The amount of sarcasm used by humans is a lot. It’s like a way of life for some people now. I use it quite often as well and it comes with emotions too. Depends on the situation at hand and the atmosphere of the conversation too.

Here is some mean sarcasm you’d hear once in a while or have heard..either way;

1. I wish people came with a 30 seconds trailer, so I can see what I’m getting myself Into

2. Despite the look on my face, you are still talking

3. I’m not lazy, I’m just highly motivated to do nothing

4. I clapped because its finished not because I like it

5. My alone time is sometimes for your safety

6. Sorry for the mean, awful accurate things I said

7. I’m not weird, I’m limited edition

8. “I’m not saying I hate you, what I’m saying is that you are literally the Monday of my life.”

9. “Find your patience before I lose mine.”

10. “Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until they speak.”

11. “No, you don’t have to repeat yourself. I was ignoring you the first time.”

12. Me pretending to listen should be enough for you.”

13. You’d be in good shape… if you ran as much as your mouth.”

14. My silence doesn’t mean I agree with you. It’s just that your level of ignorance has rendered me speechless

15. Sometimes I meet people and feel bad for their dog.”

16. Sometimes I want to go back in time and punch myself in the face.”

17. It’s amazing how clean my house can get when I’m pissed off.”

18. The older I get the less surprised I think I’d be if a random body part just fell off one day.”

Honestly, if sarcasm could burn calories it would burn a lot of it. No need for the gym or dieting anymore. Weight loss would be a lot easier. Sarcasm every morning, afternoon, and night is just perfect…lol

Better than any prescription a doctor can give…. lol

Before I explain, how much do you already know?

Well…

I tried to be good but turns out I get bored easily. I have been putting a lot of thought into it and I just don’t think being an adult is going to work for me. I’m still tired from yesterday’s tired. Today isn’t looking so good and I’ve already used up tomorrow’s tired. I stopped waiting for the light at the end of the tunnel and lit that moron up myself.

My reality check just bounced. I have it all together, I just forgot where I put it. I’m not clumsy, it’s just that the floor hates me, the table and chairs are bullies and the wall gets in my way.

I’m the same age as old people. My day just gets ruined by adult responsibilities. Who let me adult by the way? Cos I can’t adult. Adulting is overpriced and overrated. Would not recommend it. I’m not lazy too, I’m on energy-saving mode.

I hope you understand me Santa. I tried…

So today I wanted to write something different, something relatable, something intriguing, something lovely. You know how lonely it can be when you have nobody, you are alone with no one to chat with, laugh with, go out with, play games with, read with, tell your stories to, show your works to, get excited with!

I’ve come to realize that Christmas is a season to be with the ones you care about, with your family, your siblings, your spouse, your girlfriend or your boyfriend, and your friends in general. Boy, we’ve all been away from home chasing our dreams, studying at school, trying to make a living, and making ends meet. The year has been a hustle for us, while for some it has been smooth.

We may have lost someone, someone very dear to us, someone very special but one thing’s for sure, they wouldn’t want to see us sad, all alone, and still wallowing in our misery. Get up, sweetheart. Go home and be with your loved ones.

If this is the first Christmas you’d take seriously, spend it with each other and prepare for the next year again with each other…..

Merry Christmas

Hii

This time of year can be really hard and overwhelming for different reasons.

Umm…

Growing up is hard and I feel like holidays are where it hits the hardest. The world kind of forces you to have this expectation of the perfect, most beautiful, most family-oriented, most sparkly Christmas. But sometimes, that’s just not real life.

So human,

If the light seems a little dim this year, I’m just popping in to remind you to listen to that cute little heart of yours and take care of yourself okay?

You are allowed to set boundaries, you are allowed to change the cycles of the past, and you are allowed to be the fiercest, hottest, biggest advocate for your happiness because you deserve to be happy and you deserve to be at peace this year.

I love you so much!!!

Oh I got you something 👇

We’ll get through this, my friend. Here’s a hand to hold.

Happy Holidays

Terry couldn’t stop thinking. It’s another holiday and the house is decorated, the streets are decorated, everyone is in a jolly mood, Christmas carols here and there. Terry always stared at the Mistletoe hanging on the cottage door outside.

So this Christmas, Terry decided to use the mistletoe magic. But there were rules and he knew he had to follow them. He hurried up to the library in search of the mistletoe magic rule book. I need to get this right, he said to himself…

He can’t miss a rule if not, it’s all over. He would lose his love forever or wait until next Christmas…… Some other guy might have her so it’s almost the same thing.

The book rules read

• Believe in the magic of the Mistletoe
• Keep calm under the mistletoe
• Watch where you step, watch where you go and you’ll end up under the mistletoe
• Kiss me under the mistletoe
• What happens under the mistletoe stays under the mistletoe

He had to get it all right. Stacy was coming over for dinner so he can take her to the mistletoe at their cottage door and get it all done.

Stacy has been Terry’s childhood friend, turned crush up until senior year in high school. He just needed to tell her how he felt about her before they go to college and probably become a couple. Stacy and her family arrive for dinner. All through dinner, Terry couldn’t focus. He kept tossing the food on his plate with the spoon. He was anxious. Stacy noticed it but didn’t say anything to him but stared at him at intervals hoping he’d look up and see her staring. Mid-way into dinner Terry excuses himself and takes Stacy outside through the back door. Stacy was extremely happy but hid it so Terry wouldn’t notice. They walked slowly and carefully to the cottage door, this is rule number 3. They got to the mistletoe and Terry was as calm as possible, that’s rule number 2.

Terry asks Stacy if she believes in the mistletoe magic and she said she did tho she never tried it, now that’s rule number 1. He was making progress. Terry tells her his feelings with all calmness and courage and she laughed.

What’s funny he asks. I feel the same way too silly. You didn’t have to go through all this drama to tell me, she teased him. Now everything is going wrong he thought. Thank God, “do not make fun of the mistletoe” wasn’t part of the rules.

Stacy looked deeply into his eyes and smiled. I never imagined my Christmas to be any better. I’ve always longed and wished you told me how you felt. What took you so long Terry? I’ve always dreamt of kissing you under the mistletoe and now I’m so excited to do it. Merry Christmas my Terry, she said and kissed him passionately.

Terry felt at ease and very warm. He was happy it all turned out well. He whispers to her ears, “what happens under the mistletoe stays under the mistletoe”. I love you, Stacy…

Merry Christmas

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas just like the ones I used to know where the treetops glisten and children listen to hear sleigh bells in the snow. It’s the most wonderful time of the year, the best time to spread Christmas cheer by singing loudly for all to hear. Christmas waves a magic wand over the world making everything softer and more beautiful.

You kinda owe it to yourself to do all the things that you’ve dreamed of. Christmas isn’t a season, it’s a feeling. Everything is crystal clear with great cheer and snow flakes everywhere. Today I wanted the decorations to be crystal white. White Christmas trees, white reindeer, white Santa, white Christmas bells, white elves, even a white mistletoe, I want it all white. The excitement is just so extreme I don’t want it to end. Honestly, I just want to go outside and wash my feet, my hair and my hands with snow. Winter is a slow heartbeat; an aged murmur of lifelong love. Snowflakes are kisses from heaven and I gladly take them. And because I’m so generous and kind, I’ll send you a blizzard of snowflakes through Santa from heaven..if that makes sense..lol

Christmas is the day that holds all time together. It’s time to switch from your regular anxiety to your fancy Christmas anxiety. A little more sparkle, a little less stress. This Christmas I wish you the very best.

Merry everything and a happy always.